I know Goku was WAY out of character and that he doesn't seem to betray the role of a prick, but I got this image of him from the way he looks when he's about to fight someone. You know, that angry look. Besides, this is my fic and I'll do what I want. Chapter 2: Date fun!
It was Saturday, day of the infamous date. Bulma was pacing her room in her pajamas. She couldn't figure out what to do for the date. Every idea she came up with sounded lame to her so she dismissed them.
"Bulma, dear, someone's at the door for you..." Her mom's perky voice said behind her closed door.
"Who is it?"
"I believe it's your friend Chi-Chi."
"Chi-Chi?" Bulma said to herself in confusion as she went downstairs, almost knocking her mother down in the process. She came to the doorway to see a emotionless Chi-Chi, arms crossed over her chest.
"I need to talk to you."
"Okay, shoot."
Chi-Chi glanced at the nosy Mrs. Briefs. "Outside." Bulma glanced at her before making her way outside, shutting the door behind her. Crossing her arms, she looked at Chi-Chi expectantly. Chi-Chi's eyes were set as if the were colder than stone itself. "I hear you're going out with 18 tonight..."
"Yeah...what about it?" Bulma had an idea where this was going...
"What about it??? Bulma, you are just digging yourself into a deeper ditch! By Monday, everyone would know about it! You'll be dragging 18 with you!"
"Hey now, are you trying to tell me that I wanted to do this??? I was just messing with those damn annoying preps when she came up saying she wanted to! Get the facts straight before come over to my house, accusing me of stupid, childish things!" Bulma's face was red with anger.
"Well, this would have never happened if you weren't playing mind games!"
Bulma ran a hand through her hair and glared at Chi-Chi. What was she trying to pull? What was her reason for being here? "Chi-Chi, why are you here? Besides, what do you care?"
"18 is my friend, so yes, I care what happens to her." The wrong thing to say.
"Psh! You're just like the rest of them! You care about happens to her, but, at the same time you abandoned your best friend when they needed the support from you? Hypocrite."
Chi-Chi stood there, silent. She struggled for something to say in her defense, without burying herself. "Besides Chi, what's so wrong with liking the bunch? If you think I was in the least bit attracted to you, then your wrong. If you think I would be, then you think too highly of yourself. The only person who thinks a witch like you is hot is your dumb boyfriend."
"Take that back," Chi-Chi growled.
"Why? You've called me worst things before, and laughed like it was no big deal."
Chi-Chi lowered her eyes to the ground. Ashamed. After that day, she chose everyone else than her friend. She literally betrayed her best friend. Bulma stared at her with angry eyes, as if holding Chi-Chi's fate in the palm of her hand. "Listen Bulma, I'm sorry...I..."
"Now??? You apologize now??? I've waited a year and half Chi-Chi! Do you think I would accept apology now???" She sneered before going back in the house. "You'll have to show me you're sorry. Who knows, I might just forgive you." With that, she slammed the door shut in her face.
Chi-Chi stared at the closed door for minutes. Slowly, she turned away from it, and began walking her way to 18's house, which was only a few blocks away. What a fool she was. She began to realize that the situation wasn't as bad as she thought it was.

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Bulma was furious! She broke a few things in her room in her anger. By the time she finished her tirade, it was 5:50. Sighing she went into the bathroom to shower. *What a dumb bitch! She thinks she can just waltz over here and put her nose where it doesn't belong? Well, I've got news for her, the next time she tries pulling a stunt like that, I'm going to deck her a good one!* Bulma scrubbed herself furiously until her skin was turning red. Getting out she brushed hair and brushed her teeth. The boring stuff.
When took one step out of the bathroom, her phone rang. "Hello?"
"Hey, it's 18."
"Oh, hi! How did you get my number?"
"Chi-Chi gave it to me. Don't get mad, I had to pry it out of her..."
"Why would I be mad?"
"She said you two got into an argument..."
"Okay, now I'm mad," She growled. Yet again, Chi-Chi stirring things up. 18 laughed, but soon settled herself down. "Listen Bulma, do you want to go to that club downtown? I heard it's really cool."
"Sure, that way we both could do whatever. I wasn't really serious about this whole thing to begin with..." Bulma trailed off, she was becoming nervous.
"Neither was I, so is it cool?"
"Yeah, it's cool. Where should I pick you up?"
"I was thinking that I'd walk over and we'd go from there."
"That's cool, see you then."
"Later..." There was a click on the other line and Bulma hung up. Serious or not, she was really nervous about this. Telling herself that this was nothing and there was nothing to worry about, Bulma went into her closet and grabbed hipping-hugging black pants and a tight black wife- beater. She wanted to go for the gothic look.

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"Hey, you ready?" 18 said casually, eyeing Bulma's outfit. She had a black mesh shirt over her black wife-beater and had a kitty collar with a tiny bell around the neck. She had spiked bracelets over her wrists and a chain hanging of her pants. "Yeah, let's go." Bulma mumbled, seeing 18 had on a pair of khaki cargo pants and a blue spaghetti strap top. They got in Bulma's car (we don't need to know what kind. We all know she's rich so just use your imagination...) and sped off down the road. "So...you're bi, huh?" 18 sounded desperate to break the silence that was heavy over them for 5 minutes. "Yep. The great thing about it is that I have more options. I'm not limited to only looking for a great guy or girl, I could look for both," Bulma grinned as she kept her eyes on the road.
"I guess that's true," 18 said, chuckling. "Makes you wonder why everyone gives you so much shit though..."
"The guys are probably afraid I might try to steal their girlfriends or something. The girls though, they probably think I'll just throw myself at them. It's pretty pathetic." After that, more silence engulfed the car.
"So, who are you dating?" Bulma asked casually.
"No one really, though I was thinking about asking that bald guy out...(heehee, she likes Krillin ^_^)"
"Oh, you mean Krillin?"
"Yeah him, I spaced his name for a minute there."
"He's nice. He doesn't give me dirty looks or anything, which I think is cool."
"Have you went out with another girl before? Or is this your first time?"
"Hmmm...well...there was this one girl. We went out for awhile over the summer, but moved she moved off to the U.S. before school started."
"Do you keep in touch?"
"Nope."
"Oh." 18 mumbled, Bulma was different than she thought she would be. She was pretty cool considering what hell she had to go through everyday at school. They pulled into the parking lot and got out. Bulma walked up to the bouncer and sweetly smiled at him. Recognizing her, he let her and 18 in without a second thought. "How did you do that?"
"Once they recognize I'm Bulma Briefs they let me in without question, along with whoever I bring."
"Oh." They walked further down the hall to the crowded room where the music was pounding and the people were hot. "FIND ME WHEN YOU WANT TO GO!!!!" Bulma said over the loud music.
"ALRIGHT!!!" 18 went into the dancing crowd and Bulma went over to the bar. Taking a seat on a stool, she waited for the bartender. A man with dyed blue hair came up, he had emerald green eyes that drilled into Bulma's sapphire ones. "Hey Bulma, what can I get ya'?"

"Hi Josh, how about a coke?" He laughed and shook his head, grabbing a cold coke under the shelf. "You probably would ask any bartender for a soda..."
"Haha!" Bulma laughed, slamming money on the counter on the counter to pay for her coke. After gulping down her drink she walked her way into the raging crowd. The song was Oakenfield's Dread Rock. Bulma was pulled into this one girl's arms and they began grinding their hips against one another's. There was nothing to it. There was only the music and the dancing.
Bulma turned around and danced with a guy with green dyed hair and was having the time of her life. As the song changed to Prodigy's Smack my Bitch Up she felt that there was nothing that could stop her. All she could do was move her body and shake her hips.
He kept up with her, moving his body in time with hers. She then focused her attention to some girl who wanted it. They danced together rather close, their breasts brushing against each other's. The green haired guy smirked and danced with the girl next to him, which was willing to comply with his motive.
All Bulma did was dance, she didn't stop. At one point she was in a make-out session with the girl that made Bulma drag her attention from green-hair dude. Her arm around Bulma's shoulder, having their bodies grind against each other rhythmically.
The girl had light green hair and violet eyes. She looked like some wood nymph with a perfect curvaceous body. When Bulma pulled away, they went their separate directions and danced with new people. Bulma saw 18 with a tall guy, she looked like she was having a good time.

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Bulma and 18 came out of the club, giggling like little girls as they climbed in Bulma's car. They both had sweat dripping off their bodies. The cool air battled with their heated bodies, slowly winning. Bulma pulled out of the parking lot. They both rolled down the windows as they speed down the street, back into town. It was late. When I say late, I mean 3:47 in the morning.
"Whoa, that was great!"
"Tell me about it! I had such a good time in there. I haven't had that much fun in a long while!" 18 said, sighing as she relaxed into her seat. "Thanks for the good time Bulma."
Bulma glanced at her, unsure about what she should say. "Please, we hardly saw each other throughout the whole thing. No need to thank me. Besides, it was your idea to go there," Bulma chuckled.
"You drove. So I thank you," 18 said good-naturally. "You know, you're not as bad as people think you are."
"Thanks, at least someone thinks so."
"What about that one guy, I saw you dancing with him a couple of times..."
"He doesn't even know I'm bi, but then again, I was making-out and dancing rather closely with some chicks in there."
"Who knows? Most importantly, who cares?"
"Good point. Hey, which one is your house?"
"That one over there..."18 said, pointing to a gray house. Bulma pulled over at the curb and looked at 18. "Well, here you are."
18 sat there, unmoving for a few minutes, looking as if she was thinking something over. Suddenly, her lips was on Bulma's. She pulled away slowly and grinned. "See you Monday, and thanks again for the night." She got out and shut the door, walking up the steps to her house. Bulma sat there shocked. "What the hell just happened???" In a daze, she drove the remaining blocks to her house...

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A/N: Another one in the bag!!! Now people, that last scene must have scared you somewhat, and just to let you know, IT IS A V/B FIC!!! Just with a few twists I guess. I wasn't planning to have Yuri action between Bulma and 18, but...it could happen if you want it. I want to know if I should. Email me at: monkeyonastick34@aol.com and tell me what you want to happen next, because ideas do help to get more chapters goin'! And yes, that is my true email address. Well, review, flame, do whatever you do best, just tell me what you think!!! ~ saiyan_dragon